Artifacts to cultivate immortals

Chapter 4 Night Detective Immortal
After the two agreed to visit the old god in the middle of the night, they went home separately...

"Meow, meow, meow, meow~~" Three long and one short meows sounded, and Ping'er, who was pretending to be asleep on the bed, suddenly got up, opened the window carefully, and went out through the window.

"Brother Qinglan, why did you come here?" Ping'er complained softly.

"It's early, Aunt Osmanthus and the others haven't slept yet, you can't come out, and didn't the old god tell you to go in the middle of the night? If you go early, you won't be afraid that the old god will be angry." Qing Lan took Ping'er's hand, and then He lowered his voice and said.

"Let's go, don't be found out." Ping'er covered her mouth and whispered.

The two sneaked out and walked out, their eyes bright and excited, they walked quickly to the elm tree, and soon came to the big elm tree behind the village.

"It's here, but why is there nothing under this tree?" Ping'er looked under the tree with some doubts.

"Is the old fairy gone?" Qing Lan said with some disappointment, the moonlight is very bright tonight, and one can see the emptiness under the tree at a glance.

"Impossible, let's take a closer look." Ping'er dragged Qing Lan down the tree, "I also climbed up the tree before and suddenly found the old fairy, maybe he is invisible?"

"Why don't we go back." Qinglan suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, a warning sign for no reason, and pulled the bottle to go back: "Didn't the old god say that if you don't have a fate with him, you can't see him?" ?”

"Brother Qinglan, the old fairy told me to bring you here, let's go and have a look." Ping'er looked at Qinglan, "Don't you want to learn fairy arts?"

"Then go and have a look." Qing Lan summoned up her courage again when she heard the fairy art. Although she had a bad premonition, this kind of premonition was quickly replaced by the desire for the fairy art in her heart.

"Old Immortal, are you there?" Ping'er yelled in a low voice as she approached the big tree. When she was five or six feet away from the big tree, suddenly an old man appeared under the tree.

This old man was weaker than what Ping'er had described at the beginning, with gray hair, black lips, and blue face. He leaned against the tree with drooping eyelids, as if he was going to die at any moment.

"Old fairy, old fairy, how are you?" Ping'er let go of Qing Lan's hand, helped the old man up, and shook the old man. The old man looked at Ping'er, then at Qing Lan, his eyes flashed There was a look of ambiguity, and then quickly changed to a kind expression.

"Ahem, girl, don't shake it anymore, I'm really going to die if I shake it again." The old fairy stopped Ping'er, "I'm about to die, and it's fate to meet you before I leave."

"Do gods die too?" Ping'er was really childish.

"Immortal is what you call it. To be precise, we are monks. We are just mortals who have practiced the skills of cultivating immortals. Naturally, we will die." happy look.

"However, it is very gratifying to meet you two good children before I can die. I can't bear to lose my abilities. I intend to teach you some cultivation methods. Although each person may not be able to live forever because of their different aptitudes, but If you live a few decades longer, it will not be a problem to keep fit."

"Old man, we have never met before. Why do you want to teach us your fairy art? Are there any conditions?" Qing Lan looked at the old man with a loving face, but her intuition was not right.

Although he doesn't know how to cultivate immortals, ordinary people need to learn how to read and write, and they have to pay homage to a teacher and give some filial piety to their master when they learn a craft. However, this old man didn't ask for anything. Obviously something is wrong, Qing Lan secretly pulled Ping'er took two steps back.

"Ahem, I'm going to die." The old man looked at Qing Lan and Ping'er, and coughed twice, "I don't want to take this ability to the loess, but of course I don't have any requirements, can you learn from immortals? It’s hard to say about the technique.”

"Old Immortal, last time you clearly said that I can learn?" Ping'er heard this, and immediately interrupted, "Could it be that you have been lying to me?"

"Of course not. Of course you can learn it. Most people can't see me. If you can see it, it means that you are very talented. But this little boy is not necessarily. I need to see if he has spiritual roots."

After the old man finished speaking these words in one breath, he became obviously weaker again. He took out a elixir from his sleeve and swallowed it, his face turned rosy immediately.

"Old Immortal, could it be that what you ate was an elixir?" Ping'er asked curiously.

"The elixir is not so good. This is just an ordinary healing elixir. It can only relieve my pain temporarily, so that I can have the energy to teach you. When the effect of the medicine wears off, I will still die." The old man With a wry smile, he said, "If there really is an elixir, I won't have to die."

"Old man, as long as I can learn, will you teach me?" Qing Lan watched the old man's face change from youthful to rosy, and a warning sign of danger flashed in her heart. Although she didn't know where the danger came from, nothing was free in the world Lunch, even if the old man is dying, it is impossible to just find someone to pass on what he has learned all his life.

"Of course not, you must take me as your teacher and avenge me." The old man said seriously, "But my enemy is very powerful, you can avenge me when you have the ability."

"Now let me see if you have spiritual veins." The old man reached out to grab Qing Lan, but Qing Lan cleverly avoided his withered hands.

"Old man, wait a minute, can you tell me what sect we are?" Qing Lan cleverly avoided the old man's hand, and took Ping'er away from the old man by the way, "I don't want to join any crooked ways. And you Why don't you just accept Ping'er as a disciple, but ask her to bring me here?"

"I have been a casual cultivator since I was a child, and I have no school or sect, but I learned the authentic and decent exercises. As for why I didn't accept Ping'er as an apprentice, it is because Ping'er is a woman. Our sect generally does not accept female disciples. .” The old man said with some helplessness,
"But I'm running out of time. If you don't want to learn, I can only accept Ping'er." The old man suddenly looked at Ping'er, "Ping'er, are you willing to learn fairy arts and ask me to be your teacher?" , pass on my ethics, and avenge me."

"I..." Seeing the old man's eyes, Ping'er suddenly broke free from Qing Lan's hand and walked slowly towards the old man.

"Old Immortal, I am willing. You can see if I have the talent to cultivate immortals." Qing Lan saw that Ping'er suddenly broke free from his hand and walked towards the old man with a trace of confusion. Separate the bottle from the old man.

"Okay, then let me see if you have spiritual roots." The old man reached out and grabbed Qing Lan, a warm current penetrated from Qing Lan's wrist, and Qing Lan's eyes suddenly became dull...

(End of this chapter)